In another flower pavilion, Lan Ting tasted the dishes cooked by Wei Guanzhi, and his face was extremely strange.

Is this roasted meat? It's like eating a piece of caramel candy!

Will such a cooking skill win praise from Feng Weng?!

"Is it too sweet? I didn't expect that I don't like sweets like Feng Weng, so try this again. Wei Guanzhi, who was observant, hurriedly pushed another plate over.

It was pleasing to the eye, so Lan Ting obediently raised the spoon again to taste it...... This dish is stir-fried with a pound of salty salt!

"Don't you like spicy, try this taste again."

Lan Ting hesitated and took a small hand...... The pepper was so spicy that he couldn't tell what it was.

"Or do you prefer lighter? Try the taste. ”

Very good, Lan Ting felt that his taste buds were about to be completely out of order, but this steamed fish seemed to be still raw!

"Not to your taste?" Wei Guanzhi frowned very suspiciously, but his temper was very good: "In this case, I will try to recook a few more dishes, please don't wait for a while." ”

Lan Ting finally understood why Feng Weng gave a good review, and hurriedly said something against his will: "Brother Guanzhi stays, stays!" Brother Non-Coherence is not good at cooking, really, it's really because of the difference in tastes between the north and the south, and I don't know what to say for a while, this spicy ......"

I couldn't make it up, because Lan Ting really couldn't eat what kind of meat that plate was.

"It's crispy fried shredded beef."

"Yes, this dish tastes just what I want." There's no way, compared to sweet, salty and sandwiched, eating a plate of pepper is quite bearable, but if Wei Guanzhi is allowed to continue to pour it around, Lan Ting may not know how many strange and bizarre tastes he will taste today, his taste buds really can't stand it.

Although Wei Guanzhi is obsessed with his cooking skills and is recognized by others, he is not yet complacent and arrogant, when he tried a few dishes made by Lan Ting one by one, he was extremely happy and convinced: "No wonder Feng Weng is full of praise for his cooking skills, which is indeed several times better than Wei's." ”

Because the two of them were busy with their sleeves in the kitchen, they were no longer as distant and polite as when they first met, Wei Guanzhi called Lan Ting's words, but Lan Ting should call Wei Guan one of the uncles according to the relationship between Mrs. Zhu, but Wei Guanzhi said that the correspondence between them was originally recommended by Feng Weng, and he had nothing to do with other families, and insisted on making friends with his peers, which was also in line with Lan Ting's intentions, he was not good at saying that he had broken up with the outside family earlier, but he was indeed unwilling to follow the Zhu family and establish diplomatic relations with the rest of the people, so he was as good as a stream.

When the plan was staggered, Lan Ting quietly shifted the topic to poetry and songs, expressing his admiration for the poetry of this Jinling famous scholar and literary talent, and listening to Wei Guanzhi really asked Lan Ting which poem he was most impressed with, Lan Ting only mentioned an old thing: "When Yu was young, I happened to see my mother's case, a collection of poems, the first of which was the spring flying sand in the capital made by Brother Guanzhi, and the wind took off and the dust was full of Qumo, but it was written with a unique feeling, so I was deeply impressed. ”

"Flying sand in the spring of the capital." Wei Guan repeated word by word, and drank a glass of wine: "I was only a teenager when I wrote this poem, and when I was indeed far away in the south of the Yangtze River, I had never seen the unique scene of yellow mist and rain in the capital. ”

"The third brother of the late mother, that is, the third master Zhu has great respect for Brother Guan, when he was young, Yu listened to him often mention Brother Guan's talent and demeanor."

"Master Zhu San?" Wei Guanzhi seemed a little surprised why Lan Ting didn't call him his uncle, but he was only a little surprised, he shook his head: "What he admires is not my talent, it's just that I am the son of a famous man, I don't see anything else, Xu What he said today is quite disrespectful to Ling's relatives, but I have the intention to have a relationship with him, and I also don't want to go to invite today, Xu is a misunderstanding of the past, so I will be blunt." ”

Lan Ting straightened his sitting posture and signaled to listen, he could see that Wei Guanzhi was not only too persistent in cooking, but also a little ignorant of the rest of the world, and although his temperament was a little bit of the madness of a celebrity, he was also frank and sincere, and he was a person worth associating.

He originally had a grudge against Wei Guanzhi, and it can be said that if it weren't for the mustard in his heart, he might not have agreed to the invitation so happily today.

After all, he has a bunch of trivial affairs and very little leisure.

"My father and Zhu Gong were old acquaintances, so my father took me to the capital that year, because Zhu Gong was warmly invited, he lived in the house of Zhu Gong, and his father said that Zhu Gong was good at writing and writing, although he did not expect me to enter the office in the future, and did not need to specialize in art, but if he could understand the way of the eight shares, it would also be of great use to improve his poetry, so I asked Zhu Gong for advice, although I respected Zhu Gong, but he and Zhu Gong's mansion were not in contract, and they felt that they were all sleek and snobbish, but they were also vassal and elegant, and their words were very boring." When Wei Guanzhi said this, he seemed to consider his words for a while before continuing: "I have lived in the Zhu Gong Mansion for nearly three years, and I gradually realized that even Zhu Gong seems to be only interested in fame and fortune, and he treats my father and son with kindness, and the intention is nothing more than to let my father help the children of the Zhu family to become famous, so that they can advance in the future." My father had no city in his heart, and he never had any suspicion in his dealings with people, so I suggested several times that my father find another place to live, but my father did not allow him. ”

Although Wei Guanzhi was crazy, he understood that secular people inevitably followed the rules of etiquette for their relatives, so he didn't need to ask Lan Ting's opinion on his foreign family, and instead mentioned Lan Ting's mother.

"Ling Xianci was to be married, the third son mentioned to me several times that the little sister in the family admired my talent, and Zhu Gong also seemed to have a show for his father, but I have decided to marry since I was a child, the Yu family was originally a good family of my uncle's family, so I and my son are fingers for marriage, at that time I also often visited the Yu family with my father, and my fiancée had face-to-face sex from time to time, I like the lady's innocent and optimistic and open-minded temperament, both the life of the parents, and the love of the family, how can you ruin the marriage? The father also said to Zhu Gong that he had no chance to marry, and Zhu Gong sighed. ”

Speaking of this, even Wei Guanzhi seemed to be a little stunned, frowning slightly: "Ling Xianci is a world eunuch and scholarly, after being strict with himself, he dare not violate the internal training of morality and etiquette, although I have lived in Zhu Gong's house for many years, but there are only a few opportunities to meet Ling Xianci, let alone deep friendship, I respect Ling Xianci very much, but it is only respect, how do I know that after many years, now I have entered Beijing again, just a few days ago to visit Zhu Gong's mansion, with the friendship of the whole year, Ling Xianci's two brothers, I still sighed for the past, listening to the two of them, as if I was convinced that Ling Xianci and I were in love, but I could only follow the words of my parents, so I had to marry my inner son, and I regretted that my inner son was not a good match at all. Let the relatives be so reckless, one is to slander Ling Xianci's character, and the other is to slander Neizi, of course I will argue, but the result is to break up with the two unhappy, in their eyes, I have probably become a treacherous lover. ”

After hearing this, Lan Ting's heart was really mixed.

It's already a cold winter, and the mood is really not good, when he returned home, Lan Ting lost his interest in riding a horse, and nested in the car with Chun Gui, but listened to his wife still talk about how to laugh and laugh at today's banquet with Yu Niang.

"Yu Niangzi advocated changing to the dishes bought in the wine shop outside, I didn't know why at first, but I tasted a basket of dishes cooked by Wei Jun, and suddenly realized, but not all men are not good at cooking, I am good at talking, only to persuade Yu Niang to taste the dishes, but the beautiful food is useless, it seems that my appearance is really not as attractive as the delicious food, and it is no wonder that the sixth wife of the Jiang family is full of confidence, and I am sure that I will not be old and decrepit, I will inevitably be abandoned as if I am walking."

Chun Gui planned to take this opportunity to mention the Gong family's hostility towards her, but Lan Ting was distracted and did not take over the topic casually, but Chun Gui was full of doubts: "Why don't you talk to Wei Jun but it looks boring?" ”

This is weird, because of Yu Niang's chatter, Chungui can detect the harmony and affection between her and Wei Jun, so I guess that Wei Jun should not be a boring and stereotypical person, after all, if the temperament of the husband and wife is very different, in most cases, they can't be alike.

"Let's go back and talk about it in detail." Lan Ting actually sighed.

He actually doesn't know where to start, how to say that he has always been ingrained in his belief that he doesn't even know whether to mention those old things anymore, after all, his mother has passed away, and right and wrong seem to be meaningless, but the lump in his chest is indeed so deep, and the truth is far from being exonerated by the truth.

It seems that he needs to confide in him now, the only intimate partner he can talk to.

Years ago, he inadvertently perceived the secret, he didn't expect to have the opportunity to confide in people, years of lingering, caught off guard today into a surging emotion, because he finally found out why his mother hated him, this hatred beyond the flesh and blood kinship, this hatred forever became the gap between their mother and son, but he couldn't understand why it should belong to him, and naturally deserved from his mother's love, but he couldn't ask for it.

Lan Ting did not rebuke the Eagle Garden, he took the spring back to the Xiao Wet Place of the Garden, here is also a secluded flower pavilion, this season has been inlaid with carved windows on all sides, open a door to look out, there is a green ancient tree, across the end of a path, there is a row of green bamboo.

"That's where I took the bamboo." Lan Ting raised his chin slightly towards the ancient tree.

I've heard the joke about Uncle Gezhu's Spring Return, but I never expected that when Lan Ting's will was so depressed today, she would take her to see the place of "Gezhu", this situation doesn't seem to be suitable for ridiculing Uncle "Gezhu failed"?

"When Gezhu was younger before, I actually liked to run under this tree and sit alone, because it was very quiet, and when I was wronged, I couldn't help crying, so I wouldn't be seen by others. At that time, the more secluded old mountain hall was the boudoir of the fifth aunt of the clan, and it was inconvenient for me to go there, so under the shade of the ancient trees outside the Xiaowei place, it was my secret camp, one day, I was scolded for no reason, and I was very bored, so I came here again, and I didn't sit for long, I heard the window seem to be pushed open, and then I heard the voice of Cao's mother, she said, 'Madam, you really shouldn't blame the eldest brother today'. ”

The lady in Cao's mother's mouth should be Mrs. Zhu.